Happy Friday

I'm at the airport, again.

The passport guy asked my about the little chick this morning. My coffee was already waiting when I got to the bar at gates B21-28. The first thing I did when I got to the gate was look around for friends.

I think I may fly more than I should.

I'm ready for a Friday... I do enjoy my job, but not enough to make me want to do it on the weekend. So, I foresee some music, some pictures, a new decorative addition to my fridge (custom fridges... wave of the future?), some time with my little chick, some time with friends, and a wonderful, wonderful weekend. Hope yours is, as well.

[EDIT] Yeah, ended up knowing two people on the plane. Definitely too much.